Often we spend too much time on things that aren’t of great importance

We spend InnaG and give powah to those that don’t deserve or merit and inkling of our spirits

Picture this the argument you had last week, last month last year

Festers in your being and eats away at your flesh and you can’t even remember what you were angry about

But life goes on and never stops

Birth, transitions, growth, rebirth, journey, labor, work, life, love, laughter, pain

While you sit and wallow in your bitter existence the hour goes on

The love keeps growing,

Children keep playing

Granny keeps laughing

Someone moves forward

And you are hindered by your need to hold on to the things that don’t matter any more to any one but your foolish pride

But what do you have to be proud of

Winning the argument

Conquering an enemy

What did you gain

What did you lose

Was the lost worth the battle

Search your soul and ova stand that your presence on this earth in this form is limited

Though the cycle continues you only get one chance at it this time

Then your return with a new mission so get it right

Or else you have nothing left

But bitterness and regret

Words you never got to say

Hugs you never received

Life you didn’t live

All to prove a point of your strong convictions

I say stand on your square

But kneel down and acknowledge the living around you

Because I don’t know who told youBut you don’t have time

To put it off

Or wait till later

To procrastinate on your progression

To delay on your succession

To put off those things meant to be done in the present

And correct the mistakes of your past

Once you’re older you put away childish things so there are no do-overs

No re-runs in life

This regularly schedule programming is live and in full color and you better take advantage

Because you can’t T-vo the birth of your child

You can’t rewind the transition of a comrade

Your can not be grown if you’re not willing to grow

You will be reborn into an endless journey headed no where

Where the work produces no fruits for your labor

Absence of love and laughter and the abundance of pain and anguish

This will be your life’s existence

When it all boils down it’s a matter of reflection

Self-evaluation

Acceptance of error and righting of wrongs

I say to you

If you hold on to anger and frustration will it all be worth it to miss out on living

Burst through the walls of captivity placed on yourself with bottled up fury

And antagonizing annoyances killing you from the inside out

Otherwise you’re dead any way

So rest easy ! ~Empress